Ron was sitting in his room leaning back and staring up at the ceiling. It had been years since the incident had happened but he was still broken up about it. He couldn't understand why his life had to be so difficult and he sat there staring up not even sure why he bothered. Ron didn't even bother to get dressed nicely anymore. He was wearing simple blue sweat pants and a gray hoodie.

His sister, Rebecca, was on the way to his house in the taxi that smelled like old feet. Soon she was at the door with her luggage by herself and her hand lifted up knocking three times on the door hoping he was home. She hoped he would be the same as before she had to leave.

Ron could hear the knocks but continued to ignore them as he stared lifelessly at the ceiling expecting someone else to answer the door. He knew no one else was home at the time and he also knew he wasn't about to answer the door regardless of who it was. He just wanted to be alone so he waited for the person to leave him in peace.

(there's the pics. I hope you like the male I tried to find one with the gray hoodie on)

She tried to turn the knob and it didn't budge so she remembered their secret hiding place food keys. Under a rose bush beside the door then unlocked the door. "Anybody home?" She called in as she walked in the house putting her bags on the floor.

Ron continued staring at the ceiling wondering who it could be as no one should've known where the key was that would be around. He was about to get up thinking it might be robbers but hearing the voice decided it was someone he knew and just stayed put not wanting to interact with anyone he knew.

He gave a slight groan as he heard someone calling his name. He realized they were looking for him and that meant the person was going to make him interact with them. He stayed where he was staring at the ceiling not wanting to deal with this at the moment.

"Ron where are you?" Her voice was getting louder and louder as she ascended the stairs wondering if he was still sleeping. It was kind of early in the morning and she remembered he liked to sleep in. When she got to his room she walked in.

"Ugh..." He groaned not believing that someone would have the audacity to play such a cruel prank on him. He figured someone was pretending to be his sister who he hadn't seen in years to try to motivate him. He wasn't going to have any of that. He didn't want to think about his loss. He just couldn't imagine her coming back into his life just to lose her again.

"Come on bro." She said shaking his body playfully wanting him to react like he always did. Pull her toward him and hugged her tightly. What was going on with him? Something was very wrong and there was no welcome home hug.

He glared at her as she sook him, "Stop that!" He snarled. He couldn't believe someone would act like this towards him after all the work he'd gone through the past few years to avoid any close relationships so as to avoid getting his heart broken again.

"I am looking at you." He growled and looked at the girl. It had been many years so this girl look different than that of his sister who he could still picture in his head. "You aren't my poor innocent sister."

He groaned annoyed. He felt bad for upsetting the girl but he wasn't really sure who she was. He grabbed his hair frustrated not wanting to believe that the girl was his sister that he lost a few years back.